It's Mine (Trilogy to 500 Apologies and 2000 Tears & Our Fault)

Chapter 5

The rest of the things I needed to do just came at me, like instincts I held onto them and as I made myself something to eat and poured a glass of water for myself, I took a look over at the home phone.

My stomach churned just peeking at it, but I can't give up, I just did so much that I hadn't done in months, I even cleaned and am currently eating food that I made and decided not to starve myself.

Maybe they won't be harsh with me? I hope so. It's only been....A really really really long time.

....

Never mind, I think they'll ask questions of where I've been at a minimum. None the less, I will never stop! Until I stop the call and then go back to bed, but I'm up now. I don't want to waste the energy I actually have!

I feel like doing everything I can, even if I'm as sore as a 200 year old cactus. Scooping up the hash brown piece with my fork, I raised it to my mouth and shoved it in.

Since the man who also helps with my balance in the bank loves me soooo much, he also decided before leaving the last time he came ages ago to sign me up for fresh groceries.

So every week or so someone whose a specialist when it comes to people like me goes through my fridge and takes away anything that is rotten out and brings groceries home.

Luckily, she came two days ago so everything is fresh. Who knows? Maybe the specialist will be impressed to see I actually ate something for once, though the house is a mess, but I can fix that too!

Man....Positivism feels good. It's been so god damn long, I wish it could be like this all the time. And you know, why can't it? I'm sure if I ate enough during the day I could have energy.

And if I did some laundry for once, and open the windows, I can make everything grand and fresh again. Wouldn't that be amazing. 

Finishing off the hash brown and whatever was left when I made breakfast, I cleared up the dishes, set them in the dishwasher which still had dirty dishes that didn't look the greatest but still seemed cleanable and turned it on.

 Surprised it still worked. Putting away everything that I hadn't used all up, I guided myself over to my room and began to clean everything, opening the windows as I planned,

 sweeping, dusting, vacuuming, putting all the dirty clothes in the laundry as well as the pillow cases and the sheets, mopping, putting everything in it's place and even cleaning the dusty, 

dirty windows as well. By the time I took a breath and stepped back to see what I had done, the room seemed way less suffocating than it had before.

 I always thought it was cozy, but it felt like I just ran into the vast woods and took in a breath of country air. It felt so amazing. I just couldn't stop.

I tackled the bathroom, scrubbing the toilet, the sink, the shower, sorting all the laundry and putting in load by load the piles which had piled up making sure to put it on the right mode for the right pile.

I took out the trash in the bathroom and tied a knot on the garbage bag and put it next to the pile in my bedroom. I washed the mirror and dusted the dressers and vanities.

I swept, then vacuumed, then mopped the floors as I had with the bedroom. I went onto the Kitchen, and then the Living Room, and even the closets and the front hallway.

Excited to be done, I ran to the Kitchen to check the time on the stove, and I realised it was already one in the morning.

Maybe....

Maybe they're still awake? Yeah, they're usually awake at this time. Grabbing my phone to dial, my heart sank to realise that the battery was dead.

Of course...

Everything never goes the way I want it to, the worlds against me, I forgot about that.. I shouldn't believe in anything too much, all it will do is get me hurt.